Lord God Xiaoyao

There was a hearty laughter!

At the end of the tank, on a tank, the shield began to open, and a figure proudly walked out of it.

The second ancestor of the Yuan family stood in the air, accompanied by his appearance, one after another, the strong masters of the Yuanshen, constantly walked out of the chariot.

Wang Jingran, Qingming real person, Cui family ancestor, Yuan family second ancestor, Yuan family third ancestor, Yang Yun!

The six strong Yuanshens stand in each direction.

The breath and the basaltic dao soldiers merged into one, constantly circulating between each other, waves of water constantly rippling out, and instantly began to rise from all directions.

In a blink of an eye, the Quartet was sealed, and no matter whether it was up, down, left, or right, all were separated by a water curtain.

"Yang Yun, you are also a person from Youzhou, so why do you help Zhou be abused and help outsiders attack my Youzhou?"

"Yes, Yang Yun, you are the younger brother of Jiangmen. You can't go with these aristocratic families. As long as you withdraw this formation and slaughter this basalt soldier with us, Fan Yang can't keep it. I'll wait to help Yan. Guo Gong invaded Jizhou."

"Children Zhou Lang, how can they be an adversary!" The Zhang family brothers, one after another, began to persuade Yang Yun to preach.

"My lord Wei Guogong is a magnificent man. He swallows thousands of miles and covers four continents. Zhao Guangren has not even occupied Youzhou. How can he be my lord Wei Guogong's opponent?"

"If you abandon the dark and turn to the bright, you can still leave a life, otherwise tomorrow and today will be your death day," Yang Yun said without hesitation.

His eyes are piercing, and one hand is on the hilt of his sword.

"It's useless to say more, let's fight," Zhang brothers and the others brazenly acted at the water curtain behind them.

The two cooperated in a tacit understanding, and the words they had just spoken were just false words at first glance. With the help of these words, they were trying to buy time to cooperate and explode the defense.

Who is able to condense the martial arts soul, who is not as iron-minded, how can he change his camp in a few words, really when he has cultivated heroic invincible magic diplomacy!

The two used two Daguan knives, the blades and the handles were exactly the same, the two knives collided with each other, and the sound of the two knives was not metal, but the muffled sound like stones colliding.

A mighty force suddenly appeared from it, and endless rays of light burst out, like arrows, constantly bombarding the water curtain.

Boom boom boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The sound of a series of bombardment sounded, the waves on the water curtain continued to spread, swaying and shaking, and a dark shield stood quietly, all the attacks and touches, and finally all slowly dissipated.

"Xuanwu was originally known for defense. This basalt army deployed the basalt formations, and four primordial spirits occupied the four positions, presided over the basalt formations, and cooperated with the basalt soldiers. None of you can escape today," Yang Yun took his long sword. Pointing at a few people and preaching in a deep voice:

"kill!"

"No!" Qingming Zhenren and the second ancestor of the Yuan family responded first, and the third ancestor of the Yuan family and the ancestor of the Cui family also nodded.

The pace was slow, the real Qingming walked towards the Zhang brothers step by step. His steps seemed slow but fast, and he had crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in three or four steps and came to the Zhang brothers.

His ordinary face showed a sad color, and he preached in a lonely tone: "If you don't enter the imperial examination, you don't know the number of days, and the catastrophe arrives, you are doomed to be gray!"

"This is the saying of the ancient sect. Now they are all pretending to be ancient, and you are the one who died," Zhang's elder slashed down in the air with a big sword, with heavy shadows, like hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

This knife evolved into a hundred knives, blocking the Quartet, and no one could break free.

Real Man Qingming took a step, without a defensive posture, he gently extended one hand.

The Daguan Knife fell, and the water curtain shot rapidly, a stream of water fluidized into a black shield, which accurately intercepted the Daguan Knife.

The shield was like sea water. The Daguan knife fell in and was directly stuck. A rough palm slapped it on the head of Zhang's boss.

Kacha, his head was brittle and exploded like a watermelon.

Blood was constantly splashing, mixed with white things, a golden soul rose, and a three-foot long sword was inserted into it, and the soul immediately dissipated.

"Big Brother!" The only remaining Zhang brother shouted. There was hatred in his eyes, but it was more frightening. He watched the real Qingming preach:

"At the peak of the third stage of the Yuanshen, you are definitely not a Jizhou casual cultivator?"

"Ranxiu and aristocratic families, there is only a family and no family, there is no big difference, as long as I have the heart, two or three hundred years later, it will be the family of the county," Qingming Zhenren shook his head slightly, but his movements were not slow.

The Zhang brothers were in his hands, but they were like juveniles, chopping melons and vegetables, and the two souls never stopped him for a quarter of an hour.

There was a loud bang, but the water curtain was blown away.

Zhao Xianling, who was outside the big formation, was pale, and a flag in his hand was slowly cracking, slowly turning to ashes, and disappearing without a trace.

"Withdraw!" he shouted.

At this critical moment, Zhao Xianling used his hole cards to blast away the corner of the Xuanwu formation, but Feng Yong and the three of them did not delay. Under Zhao Xianling's response, they rushed outside the Xuanwu formation.

Yang Yun moved at this moment. His long sword was like a rainbow, and his sword aura was vertical and horizontal. He chopped out three swords in a row, and the three swords combined into one sword, bright as a pillar.

Zhao Xianling was behind Feng Yong's trio, and a carapace appeared in front of him. The carapace was the shell of some kind of alien animal with beautiful lines and Taoist rhyme.

Exuding a bright light, the two touched together, making a roar.

The water curtain continued to spread, spreading to envelop Zhao Xianling, but he was rushed out first.

All the light dissipated, and the four of Zhao Xianling had successfully escaped.

"Can the general chase? If he chases at this moment, there will be one left?"

"There is no need to chase ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Yun said solemnly. He looked at the basalt soldiers outside. At this moment, the armor on the basalt soldiers was dim, and one of them looked pale.

Although the battle is short, it can be on a grand scale. Many Yuanshen fights, relying on them to block the enemy, the Yuanshen persists, but they can't.

"The Xuanwu Taoist soldiers are at the end of the crossbow, so they can't fight again,"

"Furthermore, Zhao Xianling's reinforcements have already arrived," Yang Yun stared at the end of the horizon. The smoke and dust rising at night was Zhao Xianling's reinforcements.

"When we come to Fanyang County, we are helping General Han to hold on to Fanyang County, and the Lord leads the army to buy time."

"General Yang is right. Even if we can win the battle against the Yan army in the field, there will be many casualties. Our army is not strong enough. Even if the Yan army is all killed, we can add it later."

"Take advantage of the fact that Yan Jun didn't know what is true for a while, we entered Fanyang County City,"

"When you arrive at Fanyang County, the basalt soldiers will cultivate for a few days. This Fanyang County will be invincible. When the army comes, Zhao Guangren will undoubtedly lose."